Necrophage

Scattered Shades: Arcadia Chronicles

@Hatman1801 Great to hear. Thanks for not keeping us in the dark.

Edit:
I will be posting either tonight or tomorrow afternoon. Whatever time permits me.

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I'm an advocate for detailed fighting. It's more entertaining to read than simply skimming over. It helps me know why this uncanny diver or soldier is so dangerous and to me is just as important to them as a character as the story and choices that define them.

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@Jensoman I love clever moves. That is certainly one of them utilizing strength and subtlety. :)

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@Hatman1801 If you have life trouble you'd rather not share no problem. This is just a dedicated hobby and life comes first. We feel for ya.

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Hyznia

Southern Exit

The archmage turned about, interrupted mid-sentence by the newcomer. Whomever they were there was something off about them. Rem already didn't trust them. It wasn't like he trusted Sulfrax very much right now but these two were downright shady.

"I do not know these individuals, Master Lauchlin." Rem responded to the elder mage, it was clear from his hushed tone the suspicion he felt. He watched them warily as they approached to address the two mages. Smirking, Rem answered their inquiry. "Well met. You are clearly foreign to this area. Travelers may come and go in Hyznia but never stay for long unless special circumstances call for it. Whether you're truly welcome within its walls is not my say. Pardon my asking, but what are you two looking for that has lost you here?"

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@Jensoman
Not taken in a bad way at all. I just have no excuse and was being sour last night. :)

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Yeah it is my turn. I've had a weekend not go quite the way I wanted it. Petty excuses here and there. Posting tomorrow.

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Who are we waiting on? Am I supposed to post or should Hat post first?

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I have no idea so far whether these fringers outside of Hyznia mean harm or have some other motives. I guess we'll find out real soon.

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Hyznia

Southern Exit

What seemed most curious about Sulfrax's exposition was how the CMAS Council had thrown him from the project. The one man who had potentially averted a disaster of unknowable proportion with his quick thinking, a sole survivor of a tragedy. Here this man had been wondering what Rem knew that could be used as leverage between the four powers. Sulfrax himself had described what could become an incredibly dangerous weapon. If a portable arcane node in such a described vessel or even an artificial arcane node that was purposefully destabilized were used as an improvised weapon it could cause untold devastation.

"Master Lauchlin. Forgive my being brazen. I believe from what you've shared the CMAS council has duped you so they could take your work. Whether they were ready for your research or not, trashing the top official on such a tremendous project and one with full knowledge of how to stop related disasters seems rather forward -- and foolish." Rem pondered for a moment what Sulfrax Lauchlin had just asked as well. The strangers in the distance went completely unbeknownst to him. The travelling mage's mind was abuzz with theories and thoughts.

"I've always thought exploration and research to be one and the same. And if you think otherwise they are at the very least part of the same process. Venturing to the unknown, however great or minute the task, rains more light on our understanding." Rem mulled over the next few words carefully, a clear excitement for the subject written on his face. "I will scour all of No Man's Land regardless of the danger if it means I can pull the veil from the secrets of creation." The determination he expressed was palpable.

"You should not need to suffer this humiliation, nor I. I carry on the work of a great man whose research was thrown down. Thought of as no more than dross. I saw the truth of his theories." He said.

Off in the distance beneath the bending boughs of the thicket a great shadow moved gently. It moved even as softly as the wind blew the abundant weeds. Great amber eyes watched closely. However quiet the oncomers were, Senna knew they were there and she was even more unwelcome with their treacherous movements toward her friend. Her muscles tensed, ready to spring out despite the distance between her and the prey.